#yuki01

@princeofrats liked for a starter

A day at the gym was like any other day. Sit at the counter, wipe down equipment, instruct someone proper techniques. Business usually slowed down around dinner time--people were either in class, at home, or eating. Kyo didn’t mind the slow business; it gave an opportunity to relax a little and maybe do some of his homework.

The orange-haired male stared at his book, his nose scrunching distastefully. A familiar breeze blew his hair, and Kyo looked up, grateful for the incoming customer. His eyes lazily searched for the person before he blinked. He didn’t know how to react during his shocked state. 

The natural first course of action when you spot a small child who appeared to be bleeding from several parts of their body might be to call someone for help, or ask if they’re okay. In fact, it wouldn’t be unnatural for someone to lose track of where they are and what they’re doing and just start panicking. Though it’s rather odd for them to stop what they’re doing an approach the child with a joke.

“Well you’re a sight for sore eye, aren’t you?”

Like that.

“It’s not every day you see someone who’s fine with bleeding for no reason. Did you run out of badages?”